You, a junk collector, actually rejected the school beauty? !

The price was raised as soon as the bid was made.

As soon as the bid was made, someone immediately raised the price.

"I'll bid 20.7 million!"

"20.9 million!"

"21.1 million!"

The bids kept coming one after another, and the number of 20 million, in these mouths, sounded casually like 2,000 yuan.

Tian Youcai was unwilling to fall behind, and shouted at the top of his voice: "21.6 million!"

The next moment, he was drowned out by the bids of others.

"21.8 million!"

"22 million!"

There were five people bidding in total, and one round was one million.

Just as Tian Youcai was about to continue bidding, Zhao Jianbo quickly covered his mouth.

"Mmmmm..."

Tian Youcai was confused, and the price he shouted became a series of meaningless mumbling sounds.

"Uncle Zhao, please let go of your hand, my dad can't breathe!"

Tian Tian didn't hear her father's price, and turned around to see this scene, and got anxious.

Zhao Jianbo was startled and quickly let go, saying embarrassedly: "Sorry, Old Tian, ​​I used too much force."

Tian Youcai took a big breath of fresh air and rolled his eyes and said: "Your hand is a little big? Your hand is very big!"

He just took a breath, complained, and started to listen to the price with his ears erect.

Seeing this,

Zhao Jianbo immediately lowered his voice: "Old Tian, ​​listen to me, this painting is fake, don't take a picture!"

Tian Youcai heard this, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Jianbo, snorted: "Fake! This painting is absolutely real! I have carefully checked it from top to bottom several times, there is no problem with this painting, it is a genuine Zheng Banqiao's work!"

"Old Zhao, don't be brainwashed by Su An. How many years has he been playing with antiques? How many years has Mr. Shen been playing with antiques? You would rather believe that young boy than Mr. Shen? Even if Mr. Shen could take out a fake, but the people present So many eyes are watching, who among them has not been playing with antiques for longer than Su An? Whose professional ability is not stronger than Su An? Their eyes are not holes, but they have accumulated over the years and have real eyesight. Do you think they can't tell the real from the fake? "

"Old Zhao, think about it carefully, does what I said make sense?"

Zhao Jianbo nodded seriously after hearing this: "I admit that what you said makes sense...but I listen to Su An! And Su An said that not only this painting is fake, but another painting by Wang Shimin is also fake!"

"Hey you!"

Tian Youcai held his forehead, speechless.

"What kind of magic potion did Su An give you that makes you trust him so much? I admit that he was really good at picking up bargains on live broadcasts before, but he was facing Mr. Shen and a large group of professionals! Besides, Su An was so arrogant that he was not polite at all. He just asked him to donate some money, but he didn't donate, and then he even scolded Xiao Li... To be honest, if I had known he was such a person, I would never let you ask him for help in identification!"

"I don't care, just don't shoot it!"

Zhao Jianbo knew that it was useless to say anything, and he couldn't change Tian Youcai's prejudice, so he just cheated.

Tian Youcai was speechless: "Old Zhao, you were not this kind of person before, I must shoot this painting."

Zhao Jianbo also got angry: "Old Tian, ​​we have been playing together since we were young, would I hurt you? In short, you must not shoot this painting!"

"You won't hurt me, but you are obviously brainwashed by Su An!"

"... In short, if you still recognize me as a friend, then don't shoot it!"

For a while.

The atmosphere between the two was particularly solemn.

Tian Tian looked at Uncle Zhao and then at her father. She was overwhelmed and didn't know how to persuade them. Seeing that the two were about to break up, she suddenly had an idea and turned to find Su An.

As soon as she approached Su An, she saw him typing quickly, suspected to be chatting with someone.

Her heart sank and she was a little dissatisfied.

Even though Su An's tall image in her heart was greatly reduced after what happened just now, it did not disappear!

She didn't know that Su An was chatting with Shi Jun.

A few minutes ago.

He got Zhao Jianbo's reminder and contacted Shi Jun as soon as possible. Just in case, he also contacted Ma Wenjun.

Soon.

The two of them replied to him one after another.

Shi Jun: "These two were particularly famous copyists during the Republic of China period. They copied many works of Qing Dynasty masters. It is said that the paintings they copied were almost identical to the originals and extremely realistic. With this copying skill, they caused a great stir at the time and collected a huge fortune. However, they were later discovered by many experts. They only appeared for a short period of half a year and then disappeared quickly.

I heard that they went abroad. Not many people know about them now. I often come into contact with antiques, and I asked some people who specialize in counterfeiting... How did you know about them? "

Ma Wenjun: "Su An, why did you think of asking them? These two people are involved in a lot of things, and they are also related to some secrets... I'm really sorry, it's not convenient to tell you."

Secrets?

Su An's heart moved slightly. Ma Wenjun obviously knew more than Shi Jun, but he couldn't say it.

He typed a message, replied to Shi Jun first, and then forwarded it to Ma Wenjun.

"You enter my live broadcast room now. I found two paintings copied by these two people."

As soon as the message was sent.

Shi Jun and Ma Wenjun on the other side of the phone were stunned.

Shi Jun was very excited: "I thought what those people said was fake, but I didn't expect it to be true? Which master's paintings did these two people copy? ! "

Ma Wenjun frowned and murmured: "This is impossible. The copied paintings should have been burned. How could they appear again? "

The two had completely different reactions, but both opened Su An's live broadcast room at the same time, wanting to see the two high-quality imitation paintings.

Su An turned off his phone, fiddled with the pinhole camera on his chest, wiped the mirror, and stood up to walk towards another painting by Wang Shimin that had not yet been priced.

He had just taken two steps when he bumped into Tian Tian who was approaching.

"Where are you going?"

Tian Tian covered her forehead that was hurt by the collision and asked subconsciously.

"Where else can I go? Of course, I'm going to see paintings."

Su An spread his hands.

Tian Tian pouted her lips slightly and said unhappily: "You still have the mind to see paintings, my dad and Uncle Zhao are arguing over what you said, and this is the first time I've seen them quarrel so fiercely since I was a child!"

"Oh."

Su An had expected it.

"How can you be so calm? They quarreled so fiercely because of you! Come with me to persuade them! "

Tian Tian said unhappily, and stretched out her hand to pull Su An over.

Su An dodged his hand and flexibly avoided her hand. Facing Tian Tian's frowning face, he said: "If I go, they will only quarrel more fiercely."

"But, but you can't do nothing..."

"Oh, okay, then I'll give you a piece of advice: Don't pay attention to them, let them quarrel, anyway, it's just a quarrel, don't fight. "

After the words fell.

Su An ignored Tian Tian's jumping feet and quickly came to Wang Shimin's painting.

The pinhole camera on the chest was aimed at the entire painting with great clarity.

[Hey, why did the live broadcast interface become a painting?]

[Hey, you know what, this camera is really high-definition, this landscape painting can be seen very clearly!]

[What's the use of seeing it clearly? You have to understand it!]

When Ma Wenjun entered the live broadcast room, he saw the extremely clear ancient painting.

"Wang Shimin's spring landscape painting? "

He recognized the painting at a glance, and then fixed his eyes on the ancient painting.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank!